The Unwilling CEO's Love Game novel Chapter 237

Jocelyn's grip was tight in his, her brow furrowed. "Stop pretending, I know you're awake."

"We should be sleeping in bed," Melvin's voice was soft.

Jocelyn rolled her eyes.

"Just let me hold you a little longer," Melvin begged, nuzzling into the crook of her neck, his hand slipping from her grip to wrap around her waist.

The action sent a shiver through Jocelyn's body, and she whipped her head to look at him.

Melvin kept his eyes closed, not showing any sign of waking.

"What are you doing?" Jocelyn whispered, his breath on her neck stirring an uncomfortable flutter in her stomach.

"Just holding you," he murmured, his lips grazing her neck every so often.

The tension in the living room built to an almost tangible thickness.

Jocelyn found herself lost in the sensation, and if Melvin's phone hadn't rung, she might have been frozen in that moment forever.

He let her go to check his phone. But instead of answering beside her, he stood up. "I need to take this call."

She just nodded.

Once Melvin had left, Jocelyn came back to life.

She rushed to her room, closed the door behind her and took deep breaths to steady herself.

After a while, seeing Melvin hadn't followed, she hesitated but eventually went to check the door.

As she opened it, Melvin was just coming in.

Caught off-guard, her heart raced uncontrollably.

His expression was serious. "Things aren't looking good for Castiel," he said.

Jocelyn felt a knot form in her stomach.

"My brother-in-law tried to negotiate, but they wouldn’t budge." Melvin added, "I'm thinking of heading there myself."

"Is that safe?" Jocelyn asked, concerned.

It seemed her brother-in-law was a force to be reckoned with, and if he couldn't make things work, what chance did Melvin have?

He was just a businessman, not some action hero. What if the other side played dirty?

"A man's got to do what a man's got to do," Melvin said, trying to reassure her with a smile. "Worried about me now, are you?"

This was no time for jokes. "Don't go," she said bluntly.

Melvin raised an eyebrow. "Didn't you ask me to help Castiel? Now that he's in real danger, don't you care?"

"It's not that I don't care, I just don't want you risking your life." Selfish as it was, she wanted him safe.

Melvin leaned against the wall, his smile growing. "If my brother-in-law heard you say that, he'd be jealous."

Jocelyn didn't quite understand.

"When he was about to go, he asked my sister if he should. If she had said no, he wouldn't have gone. But she didn't hesitate for a second and said yes."

He almost seemed to gloat. "At least you care about me."

Jocelyn didn't know why he seemed so nonchalant. She truly didn't want anyone else to be in danger.

"Melvin," she said firmly. "Don't go."

His smile softened, "If I don't go, Castiel might not come back."

"But what if you don't come back?" The words slipped out before she could stop them.

Melvin's throat bobbed as he gave a half-smile. "If I don't, you'll find someone else."

The words wrenched at her heart, even if they were said in jest. Some words, no matter how lightly spoken, still hurt to hear.

Jocelyn shook her head firmly. "I don't want you going."

She didn't want to lose him.

Melvin's gaze on her was intense. Her eyes were reddening, her stance resolute.